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Lord, I Give It to You


Every thunderstorm that I hear Every bird in the sky, and morning's early dew I see the miracles that you do Lord, I give it all to you Everyday I get up and get ready for school Listening to praise songs every morning in the car And I can't help but sit and feel like such a fool That you were right there waiting for me near and far All I had to do is open up my eyes and look up to the skies And then I would know what I would do every time someone cries Lord, I would give it all to you Now I'm sitting in my class getting back my test But that's not what is on my mind Besides my mighty quest To search for your glory but that's not all that I would find I would find all I'm looking for I will raise my hand in the air And I don't care who sees me anymore Lord, I give it all to you When I get home from school I hear my grandpa's been really ill And there's nothing we can do So I go to my room and bow my head to pray And that's when I felt your glory running through my veins Lord, help me get through I give it all to you
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